Tuesday, April 7, 2015

it was just that the time was wrong

without your typing on the screen
the writing's on the wall
without you willing to be seen
april's a fruitless fall
without a happy ending
may is a long massage
without a long flight pending
is june just a mirage?
was march this year? i'll miss you
till the second of your text
the first of if i kiss you
will steal seconds from the next
see you soon or in some second if i never
catch you later or remember you forever

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